When He Reads To me

<p class=ql-align-center>I loved him from the beginning. </p><p class=ql-align-center>In the middle. </p><p class=ql-align-center>But maybe not at the end. </p><p class=ql-align-center>His love for me was full of possibilities hopes and dreams a girl like me wasn't accustomed to. </p><p class=ql-align-center>He was a nightmare that cracked and bled through my hands and I stood there watching as it seeped into the ground. </p><p class=ql-align-center>Until <em>him</em>.</p><p class=ql-align-center>He put me back together.  </p><p class=ql-align-center>Without even knowing he was doing so. </p><p class=ql-align-center>And he wasn't even my husband.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p>